The existence of so many Munch DVDs is proving to be exceptionally valuable, the visual corollary to all the many reissues now being produced devoted to his still-striking Boston legacy. One other attendant feature of the filmed concerts is the approach of those responsible for them, WGBH TV. The station seems to have taken a peculiarly quixotic approach to presenting the conductor – or not, as the case may be.

We follow him as he makes his exceptionally brisk and athletic way to the rostrum at Sanders Theatre, Harvard University (not Symphony Hall). Thenceforth things are more reliant on interpretative gestures from the camera director. We see section principals and panning shots down the sections; we concentrate on those with solos, sometimes jerkily and just missing the optimum moment or occasionally, as with the finale of the Second Symphony, concentrating for the final paragraph exclusively on the orchestra. The effect is exciting, but it seems perverse to exclude the conductor wholly; yes, the percussion and brass are the engines of the writing, but by excluding Munch’s cues we miss just how he generated the dynamism and control that he so often exercised. In the slow movement of the First there’s a split-screen effect where the concertmaster and horn principal are each given an oval ‘photographic’ surround as they play. This accords the whole thing a ‘moving picture’ effect. It’s rather charming, if a bit simplistic.

When we concentrate on Munch, conducting without a score on both occasions – the concerts were given in April 1960 and October 1961 and are in black and white – we find those occasional Furtwängler-like flails, moments, too, of jumping, and the arcing sweep of the baton. Because of a peculiarity of the film, in the First Symphony at several points his baton seems to split into two, rather like a Druidic wand, so that it seems to vest him with arcane, almost spectral powers. Talking of the film quality, it must be admitted that it’s variable. The First Symphony is more consistent, but the Second lacks a degree of definition and there’s bleaching of the image at a number of points. In the First there’s screen flicker at the top of the image for a little while in the finale, and annoying ‘white spot’ degradation earlier on. One should stress that these are not so awful that watching becomes at all onerous – but they should be noted.

These are worthwhile acquisitions, despite their limitations in sound and picture quality. Munch’s performance of the Second I find preferable to the First, but seeing him in action – well, most of the time – is an invigorating and valuable experience.